Preview: Denki Kaminari holds the right to refuse his services to anyone. His most recent appointment doesn't like that.

Warning: Assault (physical not sexual), Prostitution, Slurs

Ship: ShinKami

I would like to point out that I made this before everything that happened happened. I do support the BLM movement. Please don't hate on my work and know that on my page I'm not going to discuss the BLM movement so people can de-stress. Thank you.

I fall back against the wall and my heart rate picks up. My hands shake as I cover my eye where the new bruise is starting to form.

"L-Leave. Leave!" I weakly point at the door but he ignores me. He storms up to me and wraps his hand around my throat. I start to gasp and grip his wrist and hopes he'll let go.

"Leave? Leave?! You little bitch! You think a slut like you can tell me what to do!" He pulls me back before slamming my head back on the wall. I let out a strangled sob as my body radiates with pain.

"I h..have the right to r-refuse service." I croak out only for him to knee me in the gut. I would have bent over my stomach in pain if he still wasn't holding me by my neck. I feel like I can breathe even less.

He let go of me and I dropped to the floor coughing. I don't get a chance to breathe as he starts to kick me. "You are a whore! It's your job to please me! Do your fucking job!"

He finally stops the assault and bends over me and pulls my hair so I'm forced to look him in his cruel and lustful eyes.

"Are you going to do your fucking job?" His voice is so cruel like as if he's mocking me. He and I both know what will happen if I say no, I'll get beaten up even more and possibly raped. A tear slips down my cheek.

"I..I said to leave." I somehow get out before he stands up and repeats his previous action of kicking me. I let out strangled cry's as he aims for my gut, probably creating a harsh bruise.

Slut. Whore. Useless.

He repeats the words as he yells at me. Telling me how I'm unloveable. How I should just sell my body to him like I do all the others. It's true that I sell my body but it is for a good reason. My friend needs the money for his cancer treatment and I'm the only one he has. Maybe I should just give myself to him so I can get my friend another treatment.

No. I'll never give my body to someone as crazy as him. Even if it means I don't get a paycheck.

He throws his leg at me again but this time I grab it and pull. I successfully trip him and hear a thud as he falls onto the ground. I scramble to my feet and bolt out the door of my trailer. The cold air whips at me as I run in the dark. I'm at the more shady part of town obviously and the good, well better, part of town is a good distance away.

"Get back here you whore!" I hear him shout and a tear rolls down my cheek.

As I rush past the few people on the streets they stare at me and send me disgusted looks like I use to do before I got into the business. When they see him chasing me I can see it all click into place and they move out of his way to help him close in on me.

Panic sets in me as I round another corner and he's shouting gets closer. Why won't people move out of my way like they are doing with him? It's because they think it's okay for someone to do this to me just because of my occupation. I shove another person out of the way and run into the street.

Beeeep!

I spin on the heals of my feet to see a car come to an abrupt stop. A person steps out while wearing a uniform. Upon further investigation I can see it's a cop car.

The purple haired cop started talking to me. "Sir! That's extremely dang-"

"Got you now bitch!" He suddenly jumps in front of the blinding headlights and heaps my arm in a harsh grip. I let out a cry and start twisting in his grip.

"Let go! I said let go!" Tears stain my cheeks as he starts to drag me back to my trailer.

The cop step in front of the headlights making it so I'm able to see his lavender eyes accompanied with eye bags on pale skin. "Hey! What are you doing!?" He shouts at him.

He shakes me by his grip on my arm. "This little twink things he can get away with not sleeping with me after I payed him."

"I told you that you can get your money back!" I let out a loud sob as I feel his grip tighten.

The cop steps forward with concern covered in his facial expression. A look I'm not use to getting. Normally it's just pity or disgust.

"Let go of him." His voice is so calm. Not even close to wavering.

"WHAT?! You're going to listen to this disgusting slut instead of me?!" The cop steps closer to us and the man pushes me to the ground behind him. "That's not going to fucking happen!"

I watched desperately as they argue over me. I wish I could just run again but I have no where to go to. A car is behind me and they are both in front of me. What about left or right? A small crowd has formed locking me in place.

Finally the cop is able to harshly shove the man into the backseat of his car with cuffs on. I stare in shock that he actually defended me. He turns around and waves the crowd away before walking over to me. I push myself as far back as I could go.

"I-I'm sorry. I d..didn't mean to-" He cuts me off.

"What are you apologizing for? You did nothing wrong." He squats down in front of me and carefully brings a hand to my face. He turns my head to the right then the left with a frown on his features.

He finally pulls his hand away. "Did he do this to you?"

I weakly look up at him. "No. I-I mean yes but n..not all."

His eyebrows furrow together. "Who else." It is stared more like a command then a question.

I stand up and shake myself off. "Just some other customers who get a little rough, that's all. It's no big deal." He stands as well.

"That sounds like a big deal." I shake my head.

We start to walk a little closer to his car and I look at the man in the back. "I'm not going to press charges. You can let him go. J-Just wait a little bit though so I can get back to my trailer."

He lets out a scoff. "You're really just going to let him get away with hitting you an then chasing you?"

I nod my head.

"Well he's still going to be prosecuted. He resisted arrest so, even though it won't land him the same amount of jail time, he'll still get some."

My shoulders visibly relax and I turn to face him. "Thank you officer..."

"Shinso."

I smile brightly. "Officer Shinso."

I had no plan writing this but I like how it turned out so I'm doing a part two.